Running with Tonks

The first time I hot tubbed went just fine.  No big deal, everyone back there is in a bathing suit (the access to the pool area is from the locker room) too.  We all have different body types, whatever.  I left feeling like it was ok and I will be just fine doing this.  Two days later I had to hot tub again.  I checked in at the front, walked back to the locker room and changed just as I had the last time.  I walked from my locker to the pool door just holding my towel with out a care in the world...until the door did not unlock with my barcode.  I tried it again and again and again.  Then I remembered that quote about insanity by Einstein.  I took a deep breath and decided I was insane. Yup, I tried the door again...twice.  It would not open.   At this point, I was taking calming breaths (thank goodness for all that mindfulness practice at school!) because I knew what must be done.  I thought to myself, ok I will wrap...

The only reason why I know it's been a month since I started all of this, is because payment was due on Friday for my 1:1 coaching program.  It has been such a blur.  So anyway, since it took me almost a month to decide to start this blog, here is a quick weekly review of the first month... WEEK 1: Missed a run right out of the gate, didn't see it in the plan.  I was mortified! Lesson learned here: check the training plan every morning no matter what!  The missed hour run was moved to Wednesday.  This was tricky as it was a school day with a staff meeting tacked on to the end.  I obsessed over this run for a while trying to decide if I could run a half hour during my planning time and then a half hour at the gym after school.  For a moment, I even wondered if this was a test from my coach to see what I would do- I can be crazy sometimes if I let my mind take over.  In the end, I ran through my planning time & my lunch time (I ate later) ...

Seriously.  I flip flop between thinking, "what have I done??!!" and "I've got this."  Wait, let me back up and explain... About three weeks ago, I stopped saying "some day" and sent an email.  Sounds simple but it took me months to finally do it.  Seven months and well my entire life to be exact.  I emailed a trainer for help.  Ok, now it sounds simple to me too but it really wasn't simple.  I emailed a trainer and asked for help to accomplish what most people's reactions were "really?" or "I don't want you to get hurt" or "is that a good idea?"  See I want to complete my first ultra marathon and I am not exactly what you would imagine an endurance runner to look like.  No, I am not huge or whatever but I am not the super sleek runner in those tiny shorts with the slits up the sides.  I am the type of runner that people say, "good for her" when I run by which is not bad, per say, but not exactly a ...